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Before being punished, Fatty Sanhua was lying on a rock while his three younger brothers were practicing.
After being punished, Fatty Sanhua was inside and his three younger brothers were outside.
"Boss, do you really have to do this?" Bai Ze was the first to lose his temper. He took two steps forward and couldn't help but complain about Fat Sanhua.
"You guys are practicing. I just look at you and feel satisfied and happy. It won't affect you." Fat Sanhua leaned against the door. He looked at the three younger brothers outside and his words were very sincere.
"Is it hard in there?" Xue Zhui, as the most considerate one, immediately stood up and looked at Fat Sanhua worriedly.
Has their boss lost a little weight?
"It was originally quite hard, but when I saw you suffering with me, I felt it was okay." Fat Sanhua stretched.
Three younger brothers: “…………”
"Um... I said I want to go to the toilet again. Can I come out to use the toilet?" Fat Sanhua looked at the young disciple guarding the gate.
"That Immortal, you can't escape." The young disciple looked serious.
"I won't. I wanted to go out before because it was too boring in there without any acquaintances. But now I have someone to accompany me. Besides, Zhu Wenbin is a very stingy guy. He won't let me go. Don't worry, I won't run away." Fat Sanhua assured him again and again, and the disciple opened the door for him.
Because they were still afraid that he would run away, the disciple put a rope on him, and Fat Sanhua went to the toilet with the rope.
"It's time for you to go in." Bai Ze pushed the fat cat's butt.
Fat Sanhua did not run away, but came back very trustworthy. However, he squatted at the door and was reluctant to go in.
"Wait a moment." Fat Sanhua exhaled, raised his paw, and rubbed it on Bai Ze's body naturally.
Because kittens' sweat glands are all on their paws, and only this area can sweat. It was too hot inside, and Fat Sanhua's paws were already sweaty, but there was hot dirt everywhere inside, and he didn't know where to wipe his paws. Now he finally found a place to wipe his feet.
"Hey! What's on your paw? Why is it wet?" Bai Ze immediately dodged to the side in disgust.
Fat Sanhua originally wanted to tell them that it was very hot inside, but after he opened his mouth, his words took a detour.
"Think about it, I just went to the toilet, what's that wet thing on my paw?"
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"Ugh!" The other younger brothers and disciples all showed expressions of not being able to bear to watch, and as the person involved, Bai Ze's face turned green, he turned around and ran.
"Master Bai Ze, I can use a cleansing technique to wash you!" The little disciple shouted loudly behind him, but Bai Ze ran even faster.
What's the point of using magic? He still can't get over it psychologically.
The little yellow chicken stared at Fat Sanhua's paw for a while, as if he had used up all his life's strength. He mustered up the courage to put his head close to it and smelled it.
It doesn't seem to have that strange smell.
"A kitten's paws will sweat. Is this the first day you know this? Bai Ze brags every day that he knows everything in the world. He is always bragging. No wonder he fails when he meets me." Fat Sanhua is no longer entangled at this moment. He swaggers into the Cliff of Repentance, and seems to be in a very good mood.
It turns out that life is more comfortable and interesting when I play with my little brother.
"Master Cat, wait a moment, let me untie the rope." The young disciple shouted. He was about to be dragged into the Cliff of Repentance by Fat Sanhua.
Fat Sanhua untied the rope and went back inside, continuing to enjoy the steam sauna treatment.
"I say, Bai Ze is just taking a shower, why does he take so long? Isn't he coming back yet?" Fat Sanhua became dissatisfied. He felt that this little brother must be trying to find excuses not to come.
"Then I'll go back and take a look. If I see him slacking off, I'll come over right away." As a smart little chick, Ye Minxue reacted immediately and spoke enthusiastically.
Fat Sanhua narrowed his eyes after hearing this.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter. I can't ask you to come every day, so you can take turns coming. This way you can relax a little and I can have someone to keep me company." Fat Sanhua nodded, thinking that he was considerate and smart, and was the best cat possible.
Fat Sanhua squatted in the Cliff of Repentance for a while; he really couldn't stand the heat anymore.
"Hey... could you please get me a piece of ice? I'm feeling a little hot." Fat Sanhua spoke politely and courteously, so it was difficult for the young disciple to refuse.
He tried a magic trick and made a piece of ice, which he asked Fat Sanhua to take in.
Fat Sanhua squatted on the ice for a while, and suddenly felt a lot cooler.
"Has Senior Brother prepared anything delicious for you recently? I'm almost finished with the dry food I brought." Fat Sanhua spoke again.
"We'll bring it to you tomorrow." Xue Zhui was really self-aware.
"Yeah." Fat Sanhua responded, and he squatted there motionless again.
"I'm telling you, it seems like you haven't practiced much since you came here. Hurry up and practice. I won't disturb you." Fat Sanhua put his hands in his pockets.
After Fat Sanhua said this, Little Yellow Chicken and Xue Zhui looked at each other and began to practice.
When they were at the Seventh Peak before, although Fat Sanhua was there, he never paid attention to their progress in cultivation and was too lazy to even take a look. But today was different.
Because the fat cat was too bored, his eyes were fixed on the two little monsters.
"No wonder you guys always don't practice well. Just by looking at your expressions, I can tell you're not working hard anymore." Fat Sanhua showed a look of disapproval.
So the two little brothers had to show an expression of sucking milk, and it seemed that they were trying extra hard.
"This is fine." Fat Sanhua nodded.
After a while, Fat Sanhua couldn't stand it anymore: "Look, don't you look a little too tense? You should stretch your body. Although you should be tense mentally, you can't show it physically."
"Yes, spread your hind legs a little bit, and make them look wider. This is so that the spiritual energy in the air can enter your bodies." Fat Sanhua was instructing his two younger brothers in their practice again.
The young disciple who was guarding the gate was just listening at first, but as he listened, he couldn't help but listen and even imitated what Fatty Sanhua said.
Is this the posture that Fat Sanhua points out? Is it really useful?
"Yes, Minxue, Xuezhui." Fat Sanhua even called their names carefully this time.
Ye Minxue finally became impatient. What on earth was this fat cat trying to do? So he angrily began to blame Fat Sanhua.
"Is there anything wrong with our training?" Ye Minxue said fiercely.
"That's not the case. I just want to tell you that I'm a little thirsty now. Can you help me get a glass of water? It would be best if it's mountain spring water that is soaked with a lot of spiritual energy. That kind of water tastes very good." Fat Sanhua shook his tail.
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The little yellow chicken and Xue Zhui naturally turned their eyes to the little disciple, hoping that he could help.
The young disciple was a little embarrassed: "...I can't leave here."
He had very legitimate reasons, unlike these two idle little monsters.
After all, Ye Minxue was such a small chick and could not get much water, so this matter fell on Xue Zhui's head. Xue Zhui took the container given by the young disciple and went to the back mountain to fetch spring water.
Now there is only the little yellow chicken left at the door.
The little yellow chicken squatted on the ground, staring at Fatty Sanhua with his two big eyes, wondering what other ways he could find to torment him.
"Hey, why are you the only one left? It's you who is left, and you are useless." Fat Sanhua sighed.
"Why am I useless? I am also very useful!" Ye Min was angry. He didn't expect that it was not a good thing for him to stay here. He was going to be insulted by this fat cat, which was more infuriating than what Xue Zhui and Bai Ze encountered.
They were only tortured physically, but he was tortured mentally.
"How about this, you tell me a story, I'm so bored." Fat Sanhua yawned.
The little yellow chicken thought for two seconds. He had certainly never read any storybooks. If he had to tell a story, he could only tell Fatty Sanhua stories about his past when he was the Demon Lord.
Fat Sanhua listened and commented at the same time.
He also knew that the little yellow chicken was the Demon Lord, and this matter could not be told to anyone else, so he took off the translation headband and communicated with the little yellow chicken in the language of monsters.
"Oh, you demon cultivators sound very poor. Why do you have to rob everything? Can't you do it yourself?" Fat Sanhua took out some dried meat from the mustard seed space and expressed his opinion while eating.
"It's not a question of being rich or poor, but we, the demon cultivators, are just such cultivators. This is our way of survival!" the little yellow chicken shouted.
"Oh, I see. No wonder they always advertise that people are not allowed to like demon cultivators. It turns out it's because you guys always steal other people's things, which is definitely not pleasing." Fat Sanhua shook his head.
The little yellow chicken endured it and continued telling the story.
"Why do you fight and quarrel every day, and even fight among yourselves? You are always sarcastic to each other. No wonder your strength is so weak. Do you still have time to practice?" The more Fat Sanhua listened, the deeper his brows frowned.
Look at the time their little chicks are spending practicing now. If it were in his past, they would have been beaten to death long ago.
The little yellow chicken stopped talking and stared at Fatty Sanhua.
"Are you unhappy? But why should you be unhappy? I didn't say anything wrong, and you are no longer a demon cultivator. How come you still have such a strong sense of collective honor? You should be proud of being an upright chicken!" Fat Sanhua criticized their younger brother.
"I won't talk anymore!" The little yellow chicken finally couldn't stand it anymore and rebelled.
This fat cat doesn't want to hear the story at all, he just comes here to find fault.
"Oh, that's fine too." Fat Sanhua was not angry. He smacked his lips, put away his piece of dried meat, and looked behind the chicks. Sure enough, Xuezhui had come back panting.
I don’t want to listen to the story now. I just had a meal and now it’s time to drink some water.
The young disciple helped him open the door again and brought the bowl of water in. Fat Sanhua gulped down the water.
Sure enough, this kind of life is the most interesting.
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